The song here is "Straight On" by Heart

Straight On

Gabriel knew which angel resurrected Anne and took away her memories. Nerilla was confident that he would. Even though he was hardly ever in Heaven, he always seemed to know better than anyone just what was going on.

"Ezekiel." Gabriel said and let out a small laugh as Nerilla growled in frustration. Then, his laughter rose as Nerilla realized the irony. When she met his gaze, she couldn't help but join in his laughter.

"The angel that Gadreel impersonated is the one that resurrected his human girlfriend?" she asked and Gabriel nodded his head with a smirk on his face.

"Hilarious, isn't it?" he asked and she shook her head with a grin.

"Even more so if he knew." She said and smiled as Gabriel grinned. "What sucks is that Ezekiel is dead." She said and Gabriel arched an eyebrow at her.

"How did you know?" he asked her. He wasn't surprised that she knew, but he was curious to know just how she knew. She grinned and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I have my ways." She said and then smiled sweetly at him. "So, who was the reaper?" she asked and Gabriel grinned.

"Tessa, also dead." He said and Nerilla let out another growl of frustration. Both that were there in Heaven with Anne were dead. How was Nerilla going to get Clara her answers if both subjects were dead?

Seemed like Nerilla had to go straight to the source of it all.

Gabriel let out a small laugh as if he knew what the demon was thinking and extended his arms and titling his head.

"Why don't I simplify this." He said and she arched an eyebrow at him. "What is it you need to know?" he asked her with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. She let out a small laugh and looked away. She loved that glimmer in his eyes; it drove her crazy.

When she glanced back at him, he intensified that look as if he knew it turned her on.

"I'm asking for trouble if you're going to get the information for me. I might as well do it myself." She said and he straightened, but narrowed his eyes at her, intensifying his grin.

"But you won't." he said, sensing her hesitance. "You'll just owe me double." He said and as if it wasn't impossible, his grin grew.

Nerilla glared at him, hating that she owed him, an angel, double. However, she couldn't go to the Winchesters and get into their bunker. She was good at getting information, but she wasn't that good – not that she'd ever admit it to anyone.

She sighed as she looked away from Gabriel and grinned when she heard him clap his hands together and let out a small laugh.

"So, what will it be?" he asked her. When she met his mischievous eyes, she smiled and tried to control herself. Then she thought to herself, since he's doing this and it's going to cost her double, he might as well go the whole nine yards.

She hated getting him to do her work for her, but she considered it as having the night off.

"Find out as much about Anne Cromwell as you can, especially about her mother's deal." She said and left it at that. Gabriel grinned and vanished without asking questions, leaving behind that annoyed flapping sound of his wings. Nerilla made her things vanish and snapped her fingers, waiting at their usual motel room.

Gabriel never asked questions whenever he passed on what he knew to her. He still didn't whenever she did the same to him. He was the greatest alliance she could ever have. He wasn't a douche like those other angels.

Sitting on the bed in that cheap and filthy motel room, Nerilla thought about her choice. As much as she hated owing that angel anything, especially double, part of her actually loved it. She finally had someone that wanted her and her alone.

She was a demon screwing an angel.

Nerilla should be repulsed with herself, but she wasn't. He was everything she needed and she believed she was the same for him.